Passed through trials of life severe, God was good when He sent you here,
Right in the midst of a sweltering gang of sinners, corrupt on every hand.
I, for one, have watched you keen, and from you haven't an evil deed seen;
All has been so easy to see that your whole soul's bent on setting us free—
Not from earthly, bodily pains, but from our evil, and sin, and shame!
Lee was the second choice of name, she christened her son for Heavenly fame.
Each and every day she taught him ever sin to brave, till dear mother she went down into an early grave.
Every day and every hour he tries to keep that august dower, and meet her where there's endless time, in Heaven's pure and holy clime.
Winget came unto this place to save poor sinners by God's own grace;
In eloquence and heartfelt plea he's prayed for us on bended knee;